Chapter 138 Night Candle Rules 16 He is a...!
The two stared at each other in the dark room. The atmosphere wasn't exactly awkward, but the tension that had been building up to a confrontation the moment they met had eased somewhat.
Nanmen Jue was almost driven mad by Yu Wanyan. "You're such a lecher! What kind of time is this to be concerned about my face?"
"I can't help it, your face is just my type." Having already said it, Yu Wanyan shrugged nonchalantly, staring directly at her and exclaiming, "You're just too beautiful! How can someone be so good-looking?"
Nanmen Jue was speechless. After a few seconds of silence, she repeated the question: "Why did you help me just now? You should know that if I don't die, I will kill you after we get out."
Unlike before, Yu Wanyan didn't confront me directly when the topic came up. Instead, she laughed and said, "So many people want me dead, one more won't make a difference. I can do whatever I want, what's it to you? I'll say it again, Nanmen Jue, you're not my father."
Nanmen Jue looked at her. Her senses were so sharp that she could feel the girl's back stiffen slightly under her gaze, her muscles tense unconsciously, and her breathing become heavier. Yu Wanyan wasn't as carefree as she claimed; she was avoiding Nanmen Jue.
This avoidance didn't seem to stem from fear. She didn't meet Nanmen Jue's gaze, and after pursing her lips, the lines of her jaw revealed a naivety and stubbornness befitting her age. Although they were talking about life and death, and the two of them were destined to be opposing prey and hunter, neither of them showed any murderous hostility at this moment.
Nanmen Jue then asked, "Why did it collapse today?"
"I'm not collapsing!" Yu Wanyan, who had just been avoiding the topic, suddenly turned her head and glared fiercely at Nanmen Jue. "I just hate school, I hate sitting in a square classroom, I hate people standing so high up and talking to me, and I hate being surrounded by people."
“Then you have quite a few things you dislike,” Nanmen Jue said.
"What do you know? A handsome man like you has probably been treated well by the whole world since birth. There are some things that even if I tell you, you still won't understand." Yu Wanyan sneered, her childish face revealing arrogance.
Nanmen Jue was silent for a moment, then said, "But you are very beautiful too."
The arrogance on Yu Wanyan's face came to an abrupt halt.
"……What did you say?"
"You are also very beautiful and talented," Nanmen Jue said calmly. "The main god cannot simply pour knowledge into people's minds out of thin air. Even if you use a tool, you will quickly forget that knowledge—yes, I used that tool." Meeting Yu Wanyan's incredulous gaze, Nanmen Jue said, "But in a very short time, you have learned knowledge that most people cannot learn in their entire lives. Looking at the entire reincarnation space, you are the only mechanical girl."
Yu Wanyan stared blankly at her. She had never imagined that she could receive such praise from Nanmen Jue. She tried to find something negative in Nanmen Jue's eyes, such as sarcasm or pretense, but she found nothing. Nanmen Jue's eyes were clear, and at least at this moment, she was not hiding anything.
Her lips trembled, and she suddenly flew into a rage, "Get out! Get out! I don't want to talk to you anymore, get out!"
Nanmen Jue was caught off guard by her sudden change of expression. She was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Yu Wanyan's eyes redden and her glaring at her, she thought for a moment and then got up and left.
He even thoughtfully closed the door for her.
In the living room, Ying Yao sat upright on a single sofa, with Huo Wei sleeping peacefully beside him, showing no signs of waking up.
The conversation just now touched on a lot of things that couldn't be revealed to the indigenous people. The fact that Nanmenjue wasn't punished shows that he was genuinely confused.
Nanmen Jue pinched the bridge of his nose and sat down, looking somewhat tired.
The room was dark. Ying Yao, fully armed, sat upright like a gun, while Nanmen Jue was slumped on the sofa, completely limp.
The two remained silent like this for a while, then Nanmen Jue lifted his eyelids and asked, "What are you looking at?"
With her keen senses, she could naturally feel that Ying Yao's gaze was constantly fixed on her.
She didn't realize that only when she was with Ying Yao would she show such a completely relaxed posture, even letting down her guard, because she knew that Ying Yao was sometimes unreliable and would break his promises, but when it came to her personal safety, he was more concerned than she was.
She couldn't see whether Ying Yao's lips were curved or not under his mask.
But what he said next was quite unpleasant.
“If you’re going to kill her, you shouldn’t have talked to her so much,” Ying Yao said. “Knowing too much about her will only make you struggle.”
Nanmen Jue frowned. Of course she understood what he meant. Just like Ying Yao wouldn't even let others call him by his name, people are emotional beings. The more you know someone, the more entanglements you will create, and the more entanglements you will create feelings. She couldn't erase the sins Yu Wanyan had committed in the past just because of what she had done or what she had experienced.
Unable to refute it, Nanmen Jue simply kept quiet. She crossed her arms, made a loud noise as she turned over on the sofa, turning her back to Ying Yao.
Ying Yao remained silent for a moment, then changed the subject, asking, "What are you planning to do with him?"
He was asking about Huo Wei. Nanmen Jue said sullenly, "Starting tomorrow, keep him confined at home. Once he gets out, kill him."
“You’ll have to kill a lot of people once you get out,” Ying Yao said.
He assumed that Nanmen Jue wouldn't let the others in this strange realm go either, and Nanmen Jue didn't bother to explain.
In any case, the final outcome is the same; once the world's anchor point is found, these people will still die.
...
The next day, Ying Yao used an illusion prop to keep Huo Wei under control at Nanmen Jue's house, while the others continued doing what they were doing as usual.
After last night's failed conversation, Yu Wanyan's attitude towards Nanmen Jue worsened. Nanmen Jue didn't seem to care, and after instructing Wei Chongru and Wuya, who were in charge of finding the anchor point, to be careful, he went to work.
Yesterday, Crow was inexplicably not feeling well, so Nanmen Jue left Him at home to rest for a day. With Him joining her today, she believes that new discoveries will soon be made.
Sure enough, when everyone reunited that evening, Wei Chongru excitedly slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming, "I found it!"
"Have you found the anchor point?" the three asked in unison.
"It hasn't been confirmed yet, but I suspect there's some important intelligence in here." Wei Chongru pulled out a notebook. "Ta-da, guess what this is?"
This is a small, horizontally sized notebook with a blue base. The cover features a simple illustration of a rabbit and a lion, and a small lock hangs on the side of the notebook.
The childish art style and familiar layout made Mo Gui let out a long "uh," and said, "This is... a diary?"
“That’s right, this is the strange diary!” Wei Chongru puffed out his chest, clearly very satisfied with his work. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the others, hoping to receive some praise.
"That's amazing?" Mo Gui looked at the diary on the table with awe. "Did Lord Crow obtain it?"
“It wasn’t me,” said the crow standing at the corner of the table. “It was this kid. He ignored my advice and insisted on following that weirdo. He actually managed to sneak into his house.”
"...Wait a minute?" Nanmen Jue wondered if he had misheard. "Tracking that weirdo? How is that possible? Doesn't he have many clones that appear and disappear quickly?"
"Hehe, actually I wasn't sure if it would work. I just saw that the police station didn't have it, so I had a bad idea and just followed a little boy who was walking out." Wei Chongru scratched his head. "Brother Nanmen, you also said that if it's his clone, it will appear with a mission, such as giving someone a warning, and then it will disappear. So I guess that as long as it doesn't disappear, it's his real body."
Ying Yao was also incredulous, "You actually found his true form?"
“I followed several of them, and one of them never disappeared. I guess it must be the real body.” Wei Chongru smiled. “Then I followed it into its house and found it. I happen to have an invisibility item.”
Everyone: ...
Nanmen Jue still remembered the first time he met Wei Chongru. He was a shrewd and self-protective old fox. When did he become so reckless?
While she was still pondering, Ying Yao became quite blunt, saying, "You're incredibly lucky. Normally, we'd call this kind of behavior suicidal."
“It was indeed good luck,” Wei Chongru admitted. “This strange realm is too dangerous, and there is no way to resist it yet, so we must get out as soon as possible. Ying Yao, you specially created this opportunity for me, so it is only right to take some risks.”
So that's how it is. Wei Chongru felt that he had the lives of everyone in front of him on his shoulders, so he was willing to take the risk to give everyone an explanation.
The words they wanted to say to him, whether to scold him or to thank him, were stuck in their throats, and none of the three of them could say anything for a moment.
Wei Chongru, however, didn't care at all. He pointed to the diary on the table and looked expectantly at the two big shots. "Although I dare to take it out... I really don't dare to damage it, so I brought it back. What do you two think?"
Nanmen Jue and Ying Yao exchanged a glance. She picked up the diary first, while Ying Yao held at least ten props in his hand, ready to protect everyone at any moment.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Nanmen Jue flicked his finger, sending the small lock flying.
She paused for a few seconds, and everyone held their breath, but no one made a sound.
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
Nanmen Jue opened the diary, and Ying Yao used a prop to make the words on it appear in front of everyone's eyes.
"Do we really need props for this?" Nanmen Jue looked at Ying Yao disapprovingly. "Can't I just read it to you?"
"The only side effect is an itchy back," Ying Yao said. "I have a back scratcher."
Upon hearing this, Nanmen Jue turned his head again, and the group began to carefully examine this extremely important intelligence.
Although the handwriting in the diary was childish, it was very neat and clean, suggesting that the boy must have been a good student. The sentences were concise and well-organized.
The first few entries were fine, all about ordinary campus life. However, starting from the second page, the style suddenly became strange.
"January 22nd, sunny. I was distracted in math class today and got hit with a piece of chalk by the teacher. That was wrong, and I should be more careful next time. But the chalk didn't hurt at all. If it had been a pencil or pen tip, it probably would have broken my head."
Upon seeing this, everyone present was slightly taken aback.
"This... doesn't seem like the kind of thinking a normal child would have. What could possibly break his head?" Mo Gui said. "This guy really isn't human, he's just weird, isn't he?"
"Don't make a sound." Wei Chongru pressed his head down.
January 24th, sunny. Mom and Dad are arguing again. They broke the computer screen last time, and it's still not fixed, so I can't watch TV. I hope they don't break my head this time.
A simple, unassuming sentence, yet it sends chills down your spine.
Nanmen Jue quickly turned to the next page.
"February 3rd, snow. My arm seems to be broken. It hurts no matter how I move it, but there's no need to say anything. If I get called a troublemaker or a money-loser, my arm will hurt even more, and I'll feel bad too."
"February 15th, cloudy. My arm doesn't hurt anymore, but it seems like I can't bend it."
"February 20th, sunny. Because I couldn't bend my arm, I accidentally spilled food while serving it, and my dad also hit my head. This time it hurts a bit."
...
"March 1st, cloudy. Where am I? I can't understand what the adults are saying. The voice in my head tells me that this place is called the Reincarnation Space. What is the Reincarnation Space?"
With a bang, Mo Gui stood up uncontrollably and accidentally kicked the table leg.
But no one said anything to him; everyone stared at the words as if they were the language of the devil.
This is bizarre... Not only was he originally a human, he was even a reincarnator!
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